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This is important because I’m trying to figure out how to get everyone on the internet to read the posts I’m writing at Associated Content and Blogcritics.org. Both sites have assured me I’ll make lots of money.
Currently, the stuff I’m writing fits better at Associated Content.
I’ve also earned my first cent there by writing a Top 10 List. I wrote about songs for the Fourth of July and tried to include one from every genre I could think of.
That post - with 10 reads that gave me the one penny I’ve earned - is here:
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June 13, 2008 at 9:57 pm
Great list, Sam, and remarkable diversity. I did think of one more song that can put a lump in my throat: “Ragged Old Flag” by Johnny Cash.
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June 14, 2008 at 11:03 pm
I just went and read all three pages. Every little click helps. :o)
Good list. But how ’bout something not directly “patriotic” like Paul Simon’s “American Tune”, which always brings a lump to my throat:
Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I’m all right, I’m all right
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home
And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
or driven to its knees
but it’s all right, it’s all right
for we lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
road we’re traveling on
I wonder what’s gone wrong
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong
And I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hours
and sing an American tune
Oh, and it’s alright, it’s all right, it’s all right
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest
And then there’s Simon and Garfunkel’s “America”:
“Let us be lovers we’ll marry our fortunes together.”
“I’ve got some real estate here in my bag.”
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
And we walked off to look for America.
“Kathy,” I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
“Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I’ve come to look for America.”
Laughing on the bus;
Playing games with the faces;
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy;
I said “Be careful his bowtie is really a camera.”
“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat.”
“We smoked the last one an hour ago.”
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field.
“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, though I knew she was sleeping.
“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why.”
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike:
They’ve all come to look for America
All come to look for America
All come to look for America
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